Growing up slowly I could hardly wait Had a book in each hand a heart hungry for praise Tell me I'm good, make my fucking day Tell me I'm funny, make me feel okay Growing up lonely I could only play At being somebody's VIP someday Tell me I'm pretty, pick me for your play Tell me I'm clever, give me what I crave
I'm just a heartbeat In the back seat I'm just a dead dream Behind a black screen
You just wanted to be something special, didn't you? You just wanted to win all the medals, didn't you? And now your body's showing up the pain like cellophane And there's a feeling written in your face, a hurricane
Growing up angry I was on my way Chan in each ear, a job I fucking hate Tell me I'm talented, I need a break Tell me I've got it all to throw away
I'm just a heartbeat In the back seat Just a dead dream Behind a blank screen
You just wanted to be something special, didn't you? You just wanted to win all the medals, didn't you? And now your body's showing up the pain like cellophane And there's a feeling written in your face, a hurricane
And if I only had more time then I would If I only had money then I could I'm sick of saying what I think that I could Maybe the truth is that I can't
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